moving in with the ackles’! · Y/n story by @millsxx

The house was quiet for once. Late evening light came through the kitchen windows, and the kids were finally down the hall, doors shut, voices settling into sleep.

Danneel Ackles

takes a breath, doesn't look up yet I need to tell you something. And I need you to hear all of it before you say anything.

Across from her, Jensen leaned back in his chair, brows drawing together the way they did when a script beat didn't land.

Jensen Ackles

That's the voice you use before bad news. So it's bad news.

Danneel Ackles

It's not bad news. finally meets his eyes It's my goddaughter. Y/n.

Jensen Ackles

sets his coffee down slowly Danneel—

Danneel Ackles

I already told her she has a home here. I know I should've talked to you first. I know. But she was sitting in a social worker's office with one bag and that look on her face, and I couldn't—

Jensen Ackles

rubs his jaw We've got three kids. You know our life. I'm gone half the year. Half the year, babe. And you're running the brewery, you're running this house—

Danneel Ackles

I know what I'm running.

Jensen Ackles

I'm not saying no. I'm saying— stops himself, exhales How old is she?

Danneel Ackles

Fourteen next month.

Jensen Ackles

quiet for a beat And she's just supposed to move into the guest room and pretend this is normal? For her, I mean. That's a kid who just lost everything.

Danneel Ackles

She doesn't talk much. She's shy. But Jay— leans forward she's not a project. She's family. My family.

A floorboard creaked down the hall. Both of them went still and listened. Nothing followed.

Jensen Ackles

When?

Danneel Ackles

small, steady Friday.